Governor Mark Sanford's South American enterprise to see his mistress this week was the most unbelievably foolish stunt we've seen a politician undertake for the sake of adultery in recent memory... wait... that just really isn't the case. Oh well - it was still incredibly ill advised. Anyway, before Argentina happened, Governor Sanford was being highly touted as a potential presidential candidate three years hence. Now, that isn't going to happen. This situation reminds us that there are different standards for Democrat and Republican candidates. Put a different way, there are standards for Republican candidates and no standards for Democrat candidates (see W.J. Clinton, Teddy Kennedy). So who's left on the Republican chief executive smorgasbord? And what will push each of them toward and hold them back from the right to challenge the venerable and serene President Barack Obama?
Ahhhh Baseball... just uttering the word leads to pleasant thoughts about hot dogs, fruit pies, and youthful wonder. We often need those thoughts of sunshine and yesteryear as life can be an old horse at times. But baseball too can be a fickle mistress*. Every once in a while, your favorite baseball team will pull in your attention, energy, and passion like some inexorable vacuum. Then, with little or no warning, their success will run its course. They will fall in defeat. You will sit in in front of your television, by your radio, or in your stadium of choice with a glazed expression of mournful disbelief. You will attempt to remind yourself that you are working yourself up over men hitting knit orbs with sticks, but logic will fail to drown out the emotion.